The Buddha Amitābha - by
Without joy there can be no salvation
/ and without love there can be no joy.
patience
A Poem Before Breakfast - by
before the door opens and the pony crashes in with hoof-dirt and flicky
/ muzzle. You ordered eggs and toast but Pony’s…
Now - by
I used to lie in wait to see the clover open
/ Or close,
/ But never saw it.
/ I was too impatient,
/ Or the movement…